The crescent moon is gone.

Qiongzhi Yuhua, circulating misty.

Yan Xiujun embroidered thin clothes, the jade peak was towering, and between the skirts and rings, the brilliance was blurred layer by layer, reflecting the surrounding glazed jade, and the sky was blue.

Jing Younan let out a long laugh, and the last wisp of Dansha power in the dantian poured out, pouring into the big five elements transformation gourd, and the sword net in mid-air tightened, and the colors were shining.

Poof,

The mountain and river monument cracked in response to the sound, Sima Yan screamed, looked up to the sky and fell, not knowing life and death.

With a move of his hand, Jing Younan withdrew the Five Elements Gourd, put it in his sleeve, looked at Yan Xiujun, and said in an unhurried tone, "You are right, my Dansha strength has been exhausted." ”

"Huh?"

Yan Xiujun's thin eyebrows were raised, and there was a faint uneasiness in his heart.

The water tribe under her hand disappeared, leaving only the two of them looking at each other, seeing each other's calm and calm eyes, Yan Xiujun's mind turned, desperately thinking about what kind of hole cards the other party had.

But after thinking about it, Yan Xiujun still had no clue, the Qi Dao Cultivator's Dan power was exhausted, and he became a silver-like pewter spear head, which was useless, but he was in his heyday, and he had the upper hand no matter how he looked at it.

"Could it be that the other party is suspicious and wants to delay the recovery of time?"

Yan Xiujun's beautiful eyes lit up, thinking that she had seen through Jing Younan's plan, she snorted and said, "Don't want to delay time, give me my life!"

After speaking, her jade hand swiped in front of her, and a nine-section whip appeared in her palm, the whole body was snow-white and crystalline, and the bones were full of spirits.

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Yan Xiujun held a nine-section whip in his hand, shook it hard, and the whip brush was raised, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and it was like a strange python showing its fangs and covering Jing Younan.

"Ray,"

Jing Younan was not in a hurry, his body shook, and he turned into a thunder god.

Crash

The wings spread out, as fast as thunder, and only a series of afterimages remained in place, and the nine-section whip smashed into the air.

"What is this?"

Yan Xiujun saw Jing Younan's transformation clearly, and gasped.

The phoenix mouth and silver teeth, the blue body of Zhu Fa, the two wings breathe fire, the left and right armpits each give birth to a song, and the eyes also shine with fire, burning the four fields.

Such an anomaly is truly unseen and unheard of.

"Haha,"

After turning into the god of thunder, Jing Younan's laughter was like thunder, he didn't care about Yan Xiujun's surprise, his wings spread, the hideous dragon claws stretched out, the thunder and lightning were entangled, and there was a loud sound.

The thunder is in the ears, carrying the power of the brilliant heavens, shocking the soul and sweeping away the demons.

Yan Xiujun was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and hurriedly sacrificed a magic weapon like a cover, and the fine and dense seal inscriptions fell from above, covering the body of the cover, flowing like water lines.

"Ho,"

Jing Younan spat thunder, the dragon claw grabbed the cover, and the ten fingers were forced, leaving deep finger marks on it.

"Damn,"

Yan Xiujun couldn't help but curse when he saw that the light of the treasure on his defensive magic weapon was uncertain, as if it was about to collapse at any time, knowing that he couldn't be trapped, his slender jade hand raised the nine-section whip and shouted, "The wind is coming." ”

Snap,

As soon as the mantra was issued, the talisman on the first bone joint on the nine-section whip spontaneously combusted without fire, and the green smoke went straight up to the nine days, and in an instant, the wind struck, overwhelming the sky.

"Rain solstice,"

To make another statement, the talisman on the second joint on the nine-section whip burns, and after the strong wind, there is a thunderstorm in the face.

The wind is not an ordinary wind, but a samadhi divine wind, and the place where the wind passes is all powder.

Of course, rain is not ordinary rain, but soul rain, which will hook people's souls when they are stained by rain, making people incomplete and ignorant.

In an instant, the wind and rain came, and danger came.

"Whew,"

Yan Xiujun stretched her thin eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief.

The nine-section whip in her hand looks ordinary, but it is actually refined by her father Wang Longjun himself, and the nine joints use the bones of nine kinds of alien beasts, which are naturally sealed with nine kinds of power.

In addition to consuming too much Dansha's power, she was extremely satisfied with the nine-section whip, and her power was so strong that she rarely resisted.

"Evil things, dare to be presumptuous,"

Jing Younan's eyes were like lightning, his wings spread out under his ribs, thunder and fire were fighting, and the wind and rain had not yet arrived, and he was already blocked outside.

"Medium,"

Jing Younan took a step forward, the dragon's claws turned into fists, and they hit flatly, at the beginning, the thunder roared, and the thunder gradually faded, but in the end it was silent.

Click,

A punch hit the magic weapon treasure cover, and a shocking concave shape appeared on it, surrounded by cracks in the Dao.

"Wind and Thunder,"

Jing Younan's body turned electrically, and he punched out again.

Click,

The magic weapon treasure shone out six times, and finally dimmed, and then turned into a streamer and returned to Yan Xiujun's sleeve.

This is a magic weapon that is so badly damaged that it automatically falls into a deep sleep.

"Ah,"

Yan Xiujun was caught off guard and exhaled.

"Not bad,"

Jing Younan's eyes flashed with thunder, his two punches looked ordinary, but they were the barbaric divine fists recorded in the "Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Shen Xiao Zhenwang Dao Sutra", and the great power was blessed by himself, moving mountains and seas.

With Jing Younan's current realm, he naturally can't achieve the ultimate in boxing, but when he suddenly erupts, he can use the power of his thunder god body as much as possible and burst out with the strongest power.

"Take it as much as you can. ”

Jing Younan knew in his heart that although the Savage God Fist he used was powerful, the power consumed was also multiplied, which greatly shortened the time for him to transform into a thunder god.

If he couldn't take Yan Xiujun within this time, his best way was to let Yan'er control the compass and take him away.

This time, it was to smash the field and stand up, if you really leave in disgrace, you will really be embarrassed and thrown home.

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After Yan Xiujun was surprised, he reacted quickly, and the nine-section whip in his hand did not unseal it again, after all, it would be very time-consuming, but after it was raised, it rippled in circles and wrapped around Jing Younan.

The nine-section whip in her hand is made of nine kinds of alien beast bones, not only has the power of ordinary magic weapons, but also has the support of ordinary magic weapons.

"Hey,"

Jing Younan exhaled, his body turned around, the dragon claws were raised high above the top, like a lotus blooming, like a mandala blooming, skillfully grabbing the tip of the nine-section whip and bringing it into his arms.

"Ah,"

Yan Xiujun's face was pale, although she had the blood of the dragon clan and her physical body was much stronger than that of ordinary monks, but compared to Jing Younan, who was incarnated as the body of the thunder god, there was still a big gap.

In a panic, Yan Xiujun subconsciously grabbed the nine-section whip, but was dragged over by Jing Younan with a whip.

"Haha,"

Jing Younan laughed out loud, spread her wings under her ribs, and suddenly wrapped Yan Xiujun's delicate body like nephrite jade and pulled her in front of her.

"Let go of me,"

Yan Xiujun's willow eyebrows were upside down, his apricot eyes were wide open, and he struggled hard.

"It's late. ”

Jing Younan raised his hand, moved his palm like a knife, and slashed at Yan Xiujun's slender neck. R1148